BWAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHA!!
Braeden cackled as Emma threatened him. Oh, please. He liked Emma, but what was the sweet, innocent girl going to do to him? Pshhhhhhhh. He wasn't scared at al-- "GAH!" And then she hit his shoulder with a piece of cake. "Ow!"

Placing a hand on his hurt shoulder, the Gryffindork returned to his hiding spot. That exploding-cake technique had worked wonderfully… he was soooo doing it again. Hehehehe.

But then, just as Brae got on his knees behind the table and reached out to one of the duplicated cakes, Ellie appeared out of nowhere and smashed a handful of cake and frosting onto his face. "GAHHH!!" Face covered in cake and mouth filled with frosting, Braeden fell back on the wooden floors of the treehouse, flailing about for a second before sitting up and finding the culprit looking ever so happy. "Ellie!"

Braeden took a handful of cake and threw it straight at the girl, cackling as he did so. Mwahahahaha! Before she could get back at him, he quickly threw himself under the table and crawled away. BWAHAHA, oh he was so sneaky. Or at least that's what he thought.